My master had family worship, night and morning.

At night, the slaves were called in to attend; but in the mornings, they had to be at their work, and master did all the praying.

My master and mistress were great lovers of mint julep, and every morning, a pitcher-full was made, of which they all partook freely, not excepting little master William.
After drinking freely all round, they would have family worship, and then breakfast.

I cannot say but I loved the julep as well as any of them, and during prayer was always careful to seat myself close to the table where it stood, so as to help myself when they were all busily engaged in their devotions.

By the time prayer was over, I was about as happy as any of them.